Modesty Is The Chastity Of Merit, The

For Ages Happiness Has Been Represented As A Huge Precious Stone, Impossible To Find, Which People Seek For Hopelessly. It Is Not So; Happiness Is A Mosaic, Composed Of A Thousand Little Stones, Which Separately And Of Themselves Have Little Value, But Which United With Art Form A Graceful Design.

Treasures Are Not For Youth; At Twenty Years Of Age, One Does Not Know How To Be Rich, Or How To Be Loved.

Business Is Other People's Money.

Modesty Is The Chastity Of Merit, The Virginity Of Noble Souls.

There Is Only One Proper Way To Wear A Beautiful Dress: To Forget You Are Wearing It.